Growing up, I had subscriptions to several teen magazines. They were always making lists of Desert Island Books or Desert Island Albums. They'd suggest which you should bring with you if you ever were on a desert island.
Oh yes, and there were quizzes where you'd choose your Desert Island Makeup, and learn some deep insight into your soul, based on your answer.
I have no idea what my desert island kitchen implement says about me, but you better believe if I could only take one thing with me, it would be my army fork.
My grandfather was in the U.S. Army and was stationed all over the U.S. as well as the U.K. and Japan. The original army fork was his, U.S. government issue, provided to him in his mess kit. My grandmother loved it. My mother loves it. I love it so much, that when I moved away from home, my uncle bought me my very own army fork, knife and spoon in order to preserve family relations.
You can use the army fork to mix salad dressing, scramble eggs, incorporate water into flour to create a dough. It has been the death of my whisk collection. I have more unused whisks than anyone wants to know about. I actually dragged some of them out of the corners of drawers and backs of cabinets just to show them to you. Need one? They're all practically in mint condition.
You can find your own army fork at an army-navy store. The set of 3 utensils is generally well under $10.
So what's your favorite kitchen tool, the one you can't live without, the one you would bring to a desert island with you?
3 comments:
First of all, I will take three of your four whisks- the little one, the ball one and the one on the far left. Secondly, I'm not sure about my desert island implement. I think maybe my rubber egg spatulas- the sort of roundish, scoopy ones. but maybe I just have a thing for spatulas.
I was wondering if you'd pick a spatula. Maybe it's residual trauma from all the years grandpa melted the spatulas.
Love this post. I have the original, which I believe actually saw all those places we lived through the years. One thing you might not know is that your grandfather (at some point in his long, long military career) went to chef's school. Lest you get too excited, it was US Army chef school which might be the S On a Shingle variety of dinner. Hmmm. I did used to think Spam was a good thing.
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